Chapter 4

The next day, he wore the suit I'd bought him years ago, looking at me hopefully.

"Does it look good?"

Actually, it didn't.

After all these years, no matter how carefully preserved, the clothes had faded and wrinkled, looking cheap and lower quality than the suits he wore now.

But I still insincerely praised it as "nice."

Anderson, delighted, transferred another ten million to me.

"Those days were so hard, but we got through them. From now on, we'll have better and better lives, right honey?"

After getting the money, I shook my head.

Anderson pretended not to notice.

I was very satisfied with the house. One apartment per floor, in a core location, with two subway lines below and a huge shopping mall within a kilometer.

The saleswoman followed behind me, smiling from ear to ear the whole time.

Anderson was distracted, frequently checking his phone.

I didn't care where his mind was, as long as he paid.

But in the time it took me to use the restroom, Anderson disappeared.

There was only one message on my phone.

[She insists on waiting for me before going on stage. I'm afraid she'll pester me after marriage. This is the last time, I'll be back in half an hour. Wait for me]

The saleswoman looked at me awkwardly. "Ma'am, who's paying?"

I wouldn't wait anymore. No one had to wait for anyone.

"Charge the card."

What Anderson didn't know was that I'd also prepared a big gift for Rachel.

If he hurried, he should make it in time.